No One But You

Chapter 30 I Begged for Mercy

I was to flip the table, but when I came in and saw my parents' smiles, I gave up.

It was easy to flip a table, but I hadn't figured out how to do after I flip it.

What's more, the smiling faces of my parents made me feel a little reluctant to drive away their smiles

immediately.

So I put up with it.

And I endured it for the whole meal.

Perhaps, Daniel considered my parents were my weakness, so they took over.

That was despicable.

I can't talk right now, but I'll find a good time to talk to them.

Daniel put down his glass but sighed.

My father immediately asked, “Why did you sign, Daniel?"

"Not having a good time at work, I was demoted."

"Oh." My parents straightened up, with their voices full of worry. "How did this happen?"

"I was demoted to a salesman, and my salary was only one tenth of what it used to be. How could I

raise Josephine in the future?" He put his hand on his forehead and looked like he was crying.

Good performance.

Well, I almost laughed.

"You can't afford me? Didn't you say you would have two million after nine months? Two million is not

much, but it will be enough."

"What two million?" My parents asked.

"Dad, mom, Josephine made a mistake. I meant dividend of the general manager, now I am not the

general manager, so I will have no dividend."

"Is it dividend, not the money you sold your wife?" I asked smiling.

"Josephine." Daniel stared at me.

His expression changed. He didn't expect me to say anything in front of my parents.

If he hadn't performed, I wouldn't have said it.

But his performance was so flamboyant that it set my heart on fire.

"What, what are you two talking about?"

"Well, my in-laws, here it is the thing."

Daniel’s mother said, “Daniel was demoted by the partner of his group. Josephine had a very good

relationship with that partner, so Daniel asked her for a favor and let him resume his position.”

“Really?” My mother looked back at me doubtfully, “If it is really so simple, then you can talk to that

partner!"

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If I didn't help him, I'd be being cruel, wouldn't I?

I smiled and nodded, "Of course."

I take out the mobile phone from the pocket and looked toward Daniel, “Shall I call that boss and ask

him be merciful?"

Daniel's expression was particularly strange, “Josephine, if you would like to help me, you can talk to

him later."

"Wouldn't it be better to sort things out in front of my parents?"

I did dial Calvin's phone, which I expected to ring only three times. If he didn't answer, I would hang up.

But after the second ring, he answered, “Hello, where have you been? Why are you not home?"

He had known that I went out from his house. I did not know whether Lucy told him, or Calvin himself

called back.

My fawning voice made me penalize myself, “My husband makes me entreat you for him to return to

his post."

He was silent on the other side of the phone. I looked across at Daniel. His face was pale.

"Yes or no?" I said.

Calvin spoke again, “Are you staying with that baster?"

"Yes, my husband asked me to intercede for him! Well, Mr. Knight?"

I sounded so sweet that he could not tell whether my words were true or false.

I put the phone on speakerphone and put it on the table.

Soon, from the inside came the voice of the Calvin.

"Impossible."

"Oh, I see." I hung up the phone, and then stand hands to Daniel and his mother, “Hear that? I begged

and flattered, but it didn't work. He is a big shot, and I am just a little reporter."

Daniel and his mother looked at each other. I already stood up and picked up my parents by the way. "I

will take you to the hotel."

Daniel's mother sat still, but Daniel said, "It's ok to live here."

"No." I blocked Daniel's outstretched hand, “Living habits are different. It is more convenient for my

parents to live in a hotel."

I dragged my parents out of Daniel's house.

In fact, by this time, my mother had been very sensitive to detect what.

I helped them to the gate of the community, my mother took my hand and stopped, “Josephine, is there

something wrong between you and Daniel?"

It was cruel of me to tell them now, when the jury was still out.

Not wanting them to worry, I thought for a moment and said nothing, "I'm not here for business these

days, so I'll send you home tomorrow."

"So is it ok between you and Daniel?"

"There was a slight problem. I'll let you know later."

I was ready to take a taxi, suddenly I saw a man standing under a tree. The lowest branch had touched

the top of his head. He seemed like a giant.

I was surprised that the Calvin had come.

As I was hesitating whether to go over, a man came down from the roadside car and I recognized him

as Calvin's assistant. He said politely to me, "Miss Josephine, please get in the car. You can use me

car."

Calvin did not come, but he was right not to come.

Because I didn't know how to introduce him to my parents.

We got into Calvin's car and the driver took us to the best hotel in the city.

I blackmailed Calvin the other day, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to pay room bills here.

"Josephine." My father pulled me, “It is an expensive hotel. We can live a cheap one."

"This hotel have cooperation with our company. I can get discount." I said nonsense, but my parents

believed it.

Just then, the assistant came over and handed me the room card, "Miss Josephine, I will wait for you in

the hall. Please have a good talk with your parents."

I didn't even have to pay for the room, so I took the card and led my parents into the elevator.

It was a presidential suite and outrageously big.

My parents were so alarmed that I calmed them down for a long time by saying I wouldn't have to pay

for it myself.

"Don't take other people's favor, or you may not be able to repay it later." My mother said to me in a

worried voice.

"I can pay for it." I smiled heartlessly, “I dare to use because I have self-confidence."

After chatting with them for a while, I went out of the room.

It was dusk. The service of the presidential suite was superb, and there was a waiter delivering food to

my parents as I walked out of the room.

I got into the elevator and got WeChat from Daniel.

He called me and I didn't answer, so he had to send me a long message to WeChat.

"Josephine, your father got retired this year. As an old leader, if he knows that his daughter had

cheated on her husband and had another man's child. Don’t you think your father will feel ashamed?"

My father was a secretary in a company, which was a big official, but he was respected.

What he valued most was his fame.

Good for Daniel. He knew everyone’s weakness.